The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The fire in the hearth crackles, a dry, snapping sound that fills the grand hall of Ashworth Manor with a heat that does not warm. You stand in the center of the room, your pen hovering over the heavy ledger, the ink wet and black as a bruise. The winter solstice is three days away, and you need the final stanza. The house breathes around you, a slow, rhythmic expansion of the old oak beams,...

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